My mother is driving me crazy again. I never should have told her about my job. Now she thinks I'm lonely so it's back to the phoning all the time. I know she worries about me a lot and I do understand that really. But I have paid too high a price for my alcoholism.
No one wanted me to move into a flat on my own and I didn't want that either so I do have housemates. At least there are people here and I do chat to them when I see them. But we are not close. Also 2 of them are moving out in 2 weeks.
Blah. Hopefully things will settle down by the end of the month.